Chapter 14: invite

  Chapter 14 Invitation

  For a while, almost substantive malicious pavement came.

  At the moment when the man reached out his hand, Ian seemed to see a mountain peak trembling, and the huge rock giant hand pressed down in the air.

Although not everyone in this world is born with the ability to manifest psychic energy, everyone can hone their inner will and spirit through self-cultivation, use imaginary "illusory form" to stimulate their potential, and burst out unimaginable power and oppression Sensation, even the psionic energy of life.

  At this moment, the man is using the sublimation technique called 'Virtual Shape', imitating the coercion of the Titan in myths and legends.

  He believed that an eight or nine-year-old child would never be able to hide any secrets from himself.

  But from the beginning to the end, Ian didn't make any retreat.

  He didn't move at all. Although it could be seen that he was caught off guard, it was more of a kind of calmness, a kind of calmness that once he made a choice, he would not regret it.

  So this palm was not really slapped, but turned into a heavy wave.

  Waving his hands vigorously in mid-air, the old knight pretended to be fierce and said: "I am a wanted criminal of the empire, why don't you leave quickly? Otherwise, I will kill you!"

  When he said this, he was half joking and half serious.

  He really can't tell anyone his name. If the empire finds out, it's not just him who is in trouble, but the child in front of him will also be affected.

   This child is calm, rational, and courageous. He may also be an empire in the future... He is the pillar of mankind, and he cannot be involved in those ugly conspiracies.

  Children should not be involved in these filthy plots.

   "But what's the use of it?" Thinking of this, the old knight suddenly felt sad.

  No matter what he thinks or what they think, this world is full of ugliness. Sons will betray their fathers, courtiers will betray their monarchs, and followers will betray their dreams.

   That's why they fail.

  I am also wandering and wandering, and have been wanted for many years, until now.

   "Thank you for your mercy, sir."

  But Ian's words interrupted the man's self-absorption.

After recovering from the threat just now, Ian took a deep breath, and then responded calmly: "You said that I am not an ordinary child, which is true, but if you ask me, you are not an ordinary person either—you would not do this .”

  At this moment, in Ian's eyes, the golden light released from the gray-haired man was gentle, blazing, without any malice, but a little regretful.

   Keenly grasping the mentality of the other party, Ian, who knew that the other party was his "opportunity", said without hesitation: "And what about the wanted criminal? Doesn't this mean that I can help you more?"

"help?"

  Looking up, the man raised his eyebrows and looked at Ian. He said in a deep voice, "You don't even know my name, but you know how to help me?"

"Yes."

   In response, Ian nodded seriously: "I repeat, I am Ian."

  The boy put one hand on his chest, bent slightly, and introduced himself with formal etiquette: "The White People of Port Harrison."

   "My next proposal can not only help you, but also help myself."

   Saying so, he straightened up, stretched out his hand, and motioned the man to look to his side.

   That was Ossina's body.

   Corpse.

   Vaguely thought of something, the man's expression moved slightly: "You mean to say..."

"certainly."

   Holding the pitchfork in his hand, Ian replied calmly.

At this moment, the white-haired boy raised his head and looked at the starry sky above him. He said lightly, "To be honest, I just killed my scumbag uncle. He sucked black mushrooms and tried to kill me. He sold my brother to the natives as a pawn." Sacrifice."

   "I thought of a way to get rid of him, but this can only solve a short-term crisis. The various troubles caused by killing him are equally dangerous to me."

   Lowering his head, Ian stared at the old man with blue eyes.

   "Sir, I can see that you are incognito by the way you dress and look."

  He said seriously: "Are you a wanted criminal? It couldn't be better. I guess, you need a new identity now..."

   "And I need a new uncle."

   "Although you may feel a bit abrupt, sir, in fact, you and I both know that this is a good choice for both of us."

  —Invite a wanted criminal from the empire to pretend to be the uncle who was killed by himself?

  Thirty years ago, the old knight would have laughed when he heard such words.

   Not mocking. Instead, I feel and appreciate Ian's straightforwardness and directness, as well as the tenacity, calmness, and courage behind this choice.

  He will definitely readily agree, and look forward to having a good drink with him when the other party grows up.

  But now, men do not have the freedom and freedom they used to have.

  The reason why he still returns to Port Harrison, where he has come and left several times after being wanted and wandering for many years, is because of the "mutation" that will appear in the future.

   Neither the empire nor the natives understood the true nature of this mutation, so they just frantically applied for reinforcements and carried out sacrifices.

  But the man knew that the sudden big storm eight years ago and the turmoil of many sea beasts before the storm were just the prelude to the real "mutation" in the future, or in other words, the aftermath of the initial leak.

  Turning his head to the side, the old knight's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the forest, and he looked towards the sea to the south. The turquoise sea water and the dark shadow under the ocean appeared in the man's eyes.

  The shadow is extremely square, with man-made traces, ancient and majestic, like mountains in the sea.

  That was the purpose of Port Harrison's original construction here... It's just that everything has passed, decades have passed, and those who knew the secret have died, and their descendants have completely forgotten all their responsibilities.

"except me."

   Men have their own mission.

He doesn't want anyone to discover the fact that he's staying here, even if he's helping others. This is irresponsible for his own safety, and it's also irresponsible for the safety of those who know his existence. Bite everyone without explanation until they get a satisfactory answer.

  But if it is lurking in disguise...

"…good idea."

  Looking at the smiling Ian, after a long silence, the old knight nodded slowly.

  He sighed: "It is indeed a good idea."

Yes.

  Pretend to be the child's uncle... Although there are many troublesome points to be solved, compared to the previous life of hiding and hiding, always on guard against pursuers, and not revealing the slightest identity, this is already a very cost-effective price.

  He is certainly a wanted criminal of the empire, no matter what choice he makes, there is a great risk.

   But the child in front of him, didn't he put himself in danger?

  I am also a stranger to Ian. I just want to be wary of the other party revealing my identity, but the other party has to worry about whether my life can still be held in my hands.

In the final analysis, even though Ian holds a magic weapon and is born with spiritual awakening, in the final analysis he is a child less than ten years old. The source of life has not been activated, and the spiritual power has not reached the point where it directly affects reality. How could it penetrate his skin? ?

  He stood and let the kid use his spirit-melting weapon to chop at will, and if he could break his skin, his life would be considered in vain.

  "Hiding for many years has really made me weak."

  Self-examination. Now, he has made up his mind: "In a win-win plan, it is too clear who will take the greater risk—even children have the courage to ask me, how can I not respond?"

  Have nothing, why fear?

  With such thoughts in mind, the corners of his mouth curled up.

  The old knight nodded slightly to the boy: "Ian, it represents eternity. Good name, your parents must love you very much."

  When he said this, the old knight had a calm expression, as if he was noncommittal to Ian's proposal: "I regard your proposal as a transaction, but I will not give an answer for the time being."

   "Don't worry, now, do what you want to do next."

  He said seriously: "Since I helped you just now, I will help you in the future until you return to Port Harrison."

  (end of this chapter)